Stargate Atlantis (McShep)
“Do you ever miss flying planes?” Rodney asks, watching John’s fingers sweep nimbly over the puddle jumper’s control panel. He loves seeing the sigils come alive at his touch. John’s fingers seem to have that effect on everything they touch.
“Jets.”
"Sorry?"
"Jets. I flew fighter jets, not planes."
"Tomato, ta-mah-to."
John rolls his eyes.
"Yes, but do you miss it?"
In reply, John sends the puddle jumper into a smooth dive, just pulling back as they reach the ocean. They skim the surface like a dragonfly, a fine mist of seawater blurring the windscreen, and Rodney has his answer.